Jenny Raven Nude Novels & Stories

"It's a great look for you. It's just a complete arsehole to draw. It's why we often draw or paint nudes. Less work. Fabric is hard" "I suspect you're giving away trades secrets." She glanced up at me, amused. "Maybe I am." I watched her, noting how hard she was pressing on her hands. "Cait?" "Yeah," she muttered, distractedly. "I could always... you know." "What?" "I could always be nude, you know." She paused for quite a while, then coughed. "I'm not going to deny that it wouldn't be a whole lot easier. But... Jenny... are you sure you're comfortable with that?"

Raven now stands there wearing nothing but a towel wrapped low around his waist. His ripped, shirtless upper body is on full display, every hard line and muscle exposed. The towel hangs dangerously low on his hips. I force myself to look away again. “Goodnight.” I mutter, quickly moving to the far side of the bed and lying down. I squeeze my eyes shut tight, trying my best to look like I’m already falling asleep. “Goodnight, wifey.” Raven replies. The mattress dips as he lies down beside me. I hear him reach for the lamp, but I stop him immediately.

She quickly stepped past them, flinging the door open and entering the room. Gia gasped at what she saw inside. Her mind struggled to process the scene her eyes had captured. On the bed lay Raven, sleeping soundly under a blanket. Only his bare upper body was visible, but judging by his outstretched legs poking out from under the blanket, it was clear he wasn’t wearing anything at all. But that wasn’t the shocking part. Beside Raven lay a woman, who was also fast asleep. Even though most of her body was covered by the blanket, it was evident that she was naked.

Her neck was hung with an array of necklaces glinting in black and silver. Raven blew out a breath. Between the half-naked and damp Shadow and the temptation of Vixen, his hard on was becoming a strain on the zip of his jeans. All resolutions of the morning were discarded, collapsing beneath the pressure of physical demand. “I want to turn you over the kitchen bench and f–k you,” he said to Vixen.

ABEL BLACKWOOD'S POV “You really let a big opportunity slip back there.” Ms Raven says as we walk out of the studio. "Yeah, because it was really fun to be the only naked one in a room full of people. And it’s even more fun to talk to the artists while I’m still naked." I reply sarcastically. "So, are you going to tell me how comes you and Vanessa Sterling are friends?" I ask as we step off the elevator. She glances at me, her expression unreadable.

[Xanthea] Raven didn’t wait for the nurse to leave the cabin. He withdrew his fingers from my pussy and flipped me onto the couch. The nurse instantly rushed out of his cabin. He pulled me beneath him, making me wrap my legs around his waist. His palm ran up my left leg. I glanced at our connected hips. His fingers that were inside me moments ago pressed against my lips, parting them. “You smell your sweet arousal, omega?” he asked. My eyelids fluttered as I averted my gaze.

“That felt easier!”. I said to Dante as I quickly covered myself with a blanket. “You can turn around now”. I told him as he had his back to me, so that he wouldn’t see me naked. “You’re shifting a lot quicker now”. He acknowledged, turning round to face me. “How is your body feeling?” “Umm… I definitely don’t feel as tired, and my legs feel fine”. “That’s great, Raven. Considering how many times you’ve had to shift, you don’t seem fed up yet”.

Making me feel like i just asked the worst question. "Well", he said his voice going back to how it usually was, the voice that would make a stranger run for the hills. "Well I'm Bryan Raven, lived in New York most of my life till now. Cause my dad thinks I can jump off our apartment, so here I am being catered by you guys", he said finally with his face going plane. "Well trust me they're way more places to kill yourself here than in New York", i said matter factly trying to lighten his mood. "And you'll also have enough reasons not to, believe me", I said practically whispering it, hoping he heard me. I hope i never give up on him, he deserves so much, he deserves to br fought for.